"You're...you're not wearing that mask," Yael ventured.
That voice was incongruous with the body it came out of, a tall, horned woman with dark gray skin. Her voice was high and soft and tinged with a gentle Orlesian accent. She had to talk to people, though, right? She ought to talk to people if she wanted help with the light in her hand. She didn't have any friends here, not yet at least, she hadn't even told her friends she was leaving.
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21/8/16 03:46 (UTC)That voice was incongruous with the body it came out of, a tall, horned woman with dark gray skin. Her voice was high and soft and tinged with a gentle Orlesian accent. She had to talk to people, though, right? She ought to talk to people if she wanted help with the light in her hand. She didn't have any friends here, not yet at least, she hadn't even told her friends she was leaving.